I have about 60 hours before I board. I still haven't packed. The adults are driving me up the wall with their insistent worrying of me not packing. Sigh, young adults don't pack. We throw stuff in last minute and take it easy. Okie maybe it's just me. But hey, I do that all the time and I see no problem. How cool would it be to bring an empty suitcase and just fill it up with fall fashion trends? Ah, the rich live well.

A thousand things to do in the next two days. One good thing about traveling with adults (I never feel like one) - your documents are taken care of...insurance, visa, passport. Ah, the young live well. =D

So, I'll be cutting myself off from the net(and perhaps even my hp) during this whole thing. It only feels like a good holiday if it's one without the daily occurrences of your life.

Check back with ya'll arnd mid Oct. Oh, and dun forget to wear your pink ribbon pin from the 1st of Oct if you're a supporter of Breast Cancer Awareness.

Now that's talent!

I'm sleeping days. Again.

And I'm feeling a tremendous amount of suffocation. (Not literally, of coz.)

Dum-dee-dee-dum-doody-doo-da-dah.

I hate this blog. I dun even know why I have it. Does anybody really read this shit? It's ridiculous. Why do I have it?

It takes a breakdown of a system to throw life into perspective. People are turning out to be different from what I'd thought them to be. Some for the better, some for the worse. It's taken me so long to realise that I can be really serious if need be. I suppose I use humour to escape. If finding yourself means figuring out you've been living a lie so far, then fuck the past and bring on the truth. The mold has hardened. About time, I say. But, I'm still pretty clueless about lots and death still scares me. Some things don't change. But, here's to a September that I'm sure will be interesting.

I dunno why I even bother searching. Prolly coz I miss u that much.